Thursday, 27 November 2014

Endings are always the beginning of something else


Days like these are finally here. Going to coffee shops and sitting by the bar with the glass windows and looking out. Not studying, but looking out. Looking at all the people running to catch a bus. All the girls with one too many shopping bags. All the couples too in love to care. I see it - a bit of myself in everyone. Don't you see it too? Maybe its just me, but somehow sitting alone in a coffee shop had never felt so good. 

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